breakable; [COMPLETE]
WHO: Peter Petrelli [bomba_del_sesso], Johnny C. [question_mark_z], Larsa Solidor[solidor_heir], Adam Monroe [oh_immortal]
WHAT: Our hero tries to comfort the homicidal maniac.
WHERE: Pier.
WHEN: Three days after the ball; late morning.
( It sounded like a good idea at the time? )
WHAT: Our hero tries to comfort the homicidal maniac.
WHERE: Pier.
WHEN: Three days after the ball; late morning.
( It sounded like a good idea at the time? )
Something caught his attention, and it wasn't the hoped-for presence of land or something else a reasonable distance away. There was one person, which looked like a boy, kneeling over someone who was seriously hurt from the looks of things.
Probably one of the hostages Adam thought to himself as he hurried over to see if they needed any more help. Help which Adam wouldn't mind offering. He had taken up a habit of carrying around syringes with him just in case. The events of the ball proved this wasn't the safest place and Adam wanted to be prepared in case something like that were to happen again.
"Do you need any assista- " Adam trailed off in his question to the boy when he took a good look at who he had been tending to.
Peter.
In a flash, Adam was kneeling down beside him. "Peter! PETER! What the hell happened to you?!" Adam's mind was racing and this was unexpected since couldn't Peter regenerate too? "You," Adam frantically searched for a syringe while addressing the boy, "What have you been able to do for him? Any improvement from when you first found him?" Adam stared at Peter carefully. He was breathing thank GOD but he was still very hurt. Adam wasn't sure if it was his imagination or not, but Peter seemed to be healing rather slowly.
Not fast enough.
Adam pulled out a syringe and withdrew some of his own blood - go faster dammit, almost dropping the syringe when he pulled it out, ready. Quickly finding a vein, Adam injected his blood into Peter and prayed this would speed things up.
"Peter? Can you hear me?" Adam's heart was pounding far too quickly and all he could do was hope for the best.
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The man's similar accent made the boy blink. He sounds like me...
"I used a Hi-Potion on him. All of his wounds have started to close, but he-"
Blue eyes widened as he watched the man insert his own blood into him.
"You know this man? I was walking close by and someone attacked him. I rushed to him and found they had just left him to die!" His clothes were stained in Peter's blood, but when he looked at him he was relieved to find him healing even faster.
"He will be fine, now."
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He coughed -- coughed some blood and spit. Nevertheless, Peter tried to speak.
"Wh - Ad...Adam?"
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"A potion?" Adam inquired, "Is that something you always carry with you or is this place shaping up to be as dangerous as I suspected?"
Which, really wouldn't suit Adam at all since if this was going to be exactly like the world he left, a world where the human race mindlessly destroyed itself and everything else, then there was no world that was worth maintaining as it was. If the only way to save this place included wiping out most of the life here, then so be it.
In which case - he would think this one over later. There were much more immediate issues to attend to.
"And yes, I know him," Adam responded, "I live with him actually. Do you have any idea who may have done this?" Adam hadn't noticed anyone unfamiliar around their place, or anywhere else that was at all suspicious.
Adam looked back at Peter when he started coughing. "Yes, he will be fine," Adam smlied slightly at the boy, "And thank you."
"Hello Peter. Yes, I'm Adam. How are you feeling?" Adam removed his jacket and carefully put it under Peter's head. "As soon as you've healed enough, I'll take you home."
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"Alright then. I leave him in your capable hands, Adam sir."
The boy shook his hand, then left.
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